My Playroom—August, 2024

As August wound down, Kieran and I finally found a date for him to come to the playroom—one that worked for both of us.  We had made numerous attempts, but our schedules had never aligned—or when they did, he had needed to cancel as family matters arose. 

Now, he was headed my way on this Wednesday afternoon.  It had only been four days since I’d given Osvaldo all of my cum and piss, but, with my increased work schedule, the stress of it went right to my balls, making them ache for release…

Kieran comes in the door, right at noon.  He is in a jovial mood.  “I really need your cock,” he tells me as we go down to the playroom.  I have not bothered to get dressed today.  I had just added my jock and boots to my bathrobe before he knocked on the door.  Kieran strips and tosses his clothes on the chair.  “Now let me suck that big thing.”  He sits, fully naked, on the edge of the single bed.  He’s a big man, but his farm work helps keep him in shape.

I walk over after hanging my robe on the doorknob.  My cock is mounding in the stained and aromatic jock.  Kieran reaches for my hips and pulls me closer, nuzzling the jock.  He seems to appreciate the aroma of sex emanating from it.  He pulls it aside and my cock dangles inches from his face.  It continues to harden, slapping his chin as it erects.

He takes me into his mouth with a slight moan at the back of his throat.  He really is an expert cocksucker.  He has told me he sucked dick as a young man but stopped for a long time after his marriage.  But the need for cock in his mouth never went away—and he eventually found men on the sly who needed his skills.  His tongue moves continually.  It feels thicker than some—making moves like the constant probing of my piss slit feel even better.

I am precumming like crazy.  I can feel it ooze out of me.  Kieran is hungry.  He swallows every drop or, occasionally, swirls it all over my cockhead.  Suddenly, he goes for depth.   He takes me to the hilt, making himself gag on purpose.  He pulls off me so I can see the long strands of deepthroat spit connecting us.  His finger twirls them around my dick before he takes me back into his mouth.  He sucks the head and uses his tongue to clean the shaft of all the excess juice before he does it again.  And then once more.

“Lay down on the bed so I can get your balls.”

He doesn’t have to ask twice.  I lie down, propped up slightly with the pillows.  He just has room to kneel between my splayed legs.  That thick tongue is all over my big balls.  Kieran leaves trails of spittle of them—simply so he can come back and lick them all up.  He gently sucks one and then the other into his mouth.  He is careful not to do both together.  He lifts them and licks my cock ring and the skin below it.  He moves slightly down my perineum and back up again.  He suckles each ball once more, before once again taking my dripping shaft down his throat.

He finally comes up for air.  But just for a moment.  He can’t stop sucking me.

And I’m not going to tell him to stop.

“My ass is hungry for this dick, too.”

I suggest the sling as I know being on his knees, even with the padding of the fuck bench, is harder for him.  I remember to attach one of the sets of chains to the middle of top frame, to give Kieran something to hang onto as he rolls back onto the sling.  It’s high for my leg height—and he is a shorter man, so it’s awkward.  He gets his legs on the chains and forgoes the stirrups.

I go to my knees and eat his thick ass.  I have to pull his cheeks apart to get my tongue on his ruined hole.  He uses toys on himself—and rarely gets the real thing.   I lick him for a bit—surprisingly more for my pleasure than his—before I stand up and slide in.

Kieran groans.  His eyes connect with the mirror.  He watches my slow fuck into his ass. “Damn, that feels good.”  He groans again as I increase the speed.  “So damn tired of toys…”

Now, he closes his eyes.  I can see the pleasure on his face.  It registers each stroke of my dick.  Over and over. 

I pull out.  I kneel and eat his hole again.  He moans this time.  Maybe my dick has woken up those nerve endings.  “Fuck me some more.”

I stand up and push in.  Again, he watches the fuck.  “I want you to load my ass.”

Amazingly, I find I could give him my cum fairly quickly.  I consider: I know he’s not crazy about my rimming him.  He has said in the past he doesn’t want any of my toys.  We can’t switch positions, comfortably, to the fuck bench…Why not shoot?

I pick up the pace.  “I’m gonna cum in you.”

“Fuck, yes!”

I begin to pant.  “Your mouth got me really hot.”  That is certainly the truth.

“Give it to me, then…”

I close my eyes as I keep pumping.  I can’t believe I’m shooting this fast, but suddenly I am.  I fire off a volley or five or six shots of jizz.  I grab the top of the sling frame and hold on, closing my eyes.  His ass squeezes down on my cock, milking out the final drop.

Eventually, I return to reality and pull out.  I grab a towel and wipe him down.

“Do you want to get off?”

He considers.  “Not today.  I just want to feel your cum inside me for a while….”

He dresses and leaves—full of my load.

I can’t quite believe that I shot so fast, but I am more than ready to make lunch…

The original is here:  From My Side of the Sling: Kieran Does the Unexpected    September 14, 2024